He's still suspicious about your Indiana-Jones-esque thing going on here, Flynn, but he'll let it go for now.

"It's kinda exciting, if you think about it. Maybe you can find your guy, again. At least you won't be alone?" It was just a thought. If someone was old and wise they'd probably be nice.

"Dude. I can't imagine..." he sits back, licking the sauce off a thumb. Bad manners, not because of any canine tendencies. "I can't even imagine what it must be like to just...not see the sun ever. For millions of years."

He's quiet a moment.

"This whole supernatural critter thing isn't fair to any of us."